“My mom is, of course, pretty smitten with you,” she says. “You saved her daughter’s innocence.”
I fist her hair and tilt her head back even more so I can drag my lips along her jaw. “I saved your innocence, yes, but that’s because the very idea of another man touching you makes me want to burn down the whole goddamn world. I will never allow anyone to hurt you, and I may have saved your virginity, but make no mistake, sweetheart, I saved it for me.”
The hitch in her breath sends blood straight to my cock, and when I kiss the skin right behind her ear, she whispers my name and threads her fingers in my hair.
“I want to feel you against me,” I tell her. “I want your skin pressed against mine.”
I feel her nod right before she grabs her sweatshirt and starts pulling it off. Everything inside me freezes as I watch the fabric slide up, revealing her smooth skin to my hungry eyes, one delicious inch at a time. The sight of her pretty pink nipples and areolae has my mouth watering with the need to taste her. I’ve only ever seen her in a sweatshirt, so when she pulls it off, and I see the tattoo on her forearm, I’m momentarily distracted from her gorgeous tits.
Grabbing her arm, I turn it to get a better look at the bear that covers part of her inner forearm. Her family’s last name is written beneath it in Cyrillic. I run my thumb over it and lift my eyes to hers.
“Someone’s been holding out.”
She grins. “You never asked if I had any tattoos.”
“Is this the only one you have?”
“Yeah. It was mandatory once I turned eighteen. Another protection measure. Although, it didn’t seem to deter the Amaya family.”
I lean down and kiss the tattoo. “It should have, though. Look at where it got them. They’re dead, and their cartel is ruined. My dad told me they left Mateo alive, but even if he decides to try again, it’ll take him years.” I give a soft laugh. “Niki said he emptied their bank accounts. God, I bet he was pissed when he went to check the balance.”
Her fingers run along my cheek as I keep kissing a line up her arm. “Do you think he can be trusted?”
I run my tongue over the inside of her elbow before I say, “Yes. I don’t think we’ll ever see him again. Mateo’s a lot smarter than his dad was. He knows when a risk is worth it and when it’s not. He’ll be a good boss if he can manage to rebuild.”
Resting my weight on my left arm, I run my nose along her shoulder, dusting her skin with the heat of my breath as goosebumps form and her breathing picks up. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, I turn my head, groaning when I see how hard her nipples are. She’s fucking perfect. I lean closer and run my tongue along the full underside of her breast, teasing my way to the stiff peak that I know she’s dying for me to suck.
Her fingers come to my hair as she leans back against the pillow, already squirming beneath my touch.
“You are perfect,” I whisper against her skin, giving her another kiss before running my tongue over her nipple.
She moans my name and fists my hair tighter, holding me in place in case I get the crazy idea to pull back and stop. If I wasn’t so busy filling my mouth with her, I’d tell her that’s a worry she can let go of, because it’s never going to fucking happen. The vanilla cinnamon scent of her mixed with the sweet taste of her tits has me nearly coming in my goddamn pants. My tongue rolling over her nipple pulls another sexy whimper from her shaking body, and I’d give anything for the use of my right hand so I could shove it down her pants and into the tight pussy that I know is soaked for me.
I lift up, and a tremor runs through her when the heat of my breath hits her wet breast. “Touch yourself for me,svetik moy.”
“What?”
“You heard me.” I let my teeth graze over her sensitive skin. “I can’t do it myself, sweetheart, so I need you to do it for me. Hand on your pussy, baby, right fucking now.”
Her breathy moan sends an ache to my cock, and when she slides out of her pants, I’m the one who’s groaning at the sight of her cute little pink panties. Her hand slips beneath the cotton, and I quickly shake my head.
“No, take them off. I want to see you.” I give her nipple another soft suck. “Please let me see you.”
She wiggles out of her panties, and pre-cum coats my dick when I get my first look at her bare pussy.
“Fucking hell,” I groan, watching as she slides a finger inside herself. “Give me your finger, Talia. Let me taste you.”
She obeys instantly, making my cock twitch, and when she brings her glistening finger to my lips, I suck it into my mouth. The taste of her fills my mouth, pulling a groan from me as my eyes close and I savor her sweetness.
“More,” I say, demanding and begging in equal measure. “Soak your fingers.”
This time she slides two fingers into her pussy, and when she pulls them out, I say, “Good girl, now rub your fingers over your nipples.”
Her breaths are fast, and there’s an erotic flush to her chest and cheeks as she drags her wet fingers over her nipples, leaving them glistening with her arousal.
“Goddamn,” I growl, wondering how in the hell I’m going to survive this without coming all over myself. Lowering down, I slowly lick one nipple as she moans my name and rocks her hips up, desperate for me to take away the ache that’s growing between her legs.
“Touch yourself,” I tell her again. “Play with your pussy while I suck your tits clean, but don’t you dare come.”